Chapter 25

Rockfort Island ...

HUNK stares with a blank expression at what he has just heard after listening to a recording of himself before his memory was wiped clean from his operation. He clicks escape on his keyboard, and logs into Rockfort's secured mainframe, and begins accessing detalied files on the island.

Raccoon City Police Department ...

HUNK is far too fatigued to even imagine how he can take on the T-103 in his current condition. As the T-103 lunges for HUNK, he drops to his knees and rolls under the tyrant; quickly jumping back on his feet and running through the busted out wall. HUNK begins rummaging through his pack of supplies, finding anything possible he could use. The tyrant is slow, only walking at a steady pace, giving the commando an opportunity to set up an attack, if he had one.

HUNK is only able to pull out 3 green flares out of his pack, which is all that remains. Out in the hallway, he remembers three dead officers on the floor, whom seem to have once been zombies, until someone came through and finished them off. HUNK runs and slides at the dead bodies around the hallway corner, and starts searching frantically for loose weapons and ammo.

Rockfort Island ...

A knock sounds at HUNK's room as Nighthawk enters the room. HUNK silently closes his laptop and stands to his feet.

"At ease, soldier. You seem to have had quite a busy night from what i have seen." Nighthawk says as he sits across from HUNK. "So tell me, Death. What are you doing accessing secured files? And who are you sending them to over a secured line?"

HUNK sits in silent; never thought he'd be watched so closely under the radar. "What's this? Is my loyalty to Rockfort and Umbrella now in question? And of all people, from you?"

"Death? There's no need to try and turn this on me. After all we've been through, you and I, what is it you're hiding from me, now?" Nighthawk stands and opens HUNK's laptop. He hits the eject button on the disc tray, and musingly holds the CD with HUNK in his view. "Well? I see you took no time in watching the package i left for you."

Raccoon Police Department ...

HUNK gathers two handguns and 7 full clips of ammo. He loads each one and plants his body against a hallway corner, and begins unloading round after round on the T-103. The bullets just bounce off of the unstoppible tyrant. HUNK reloads the next two clips, and aims at the tyrants head and legs. Bullets fly and pierce both head and legs; spilling infectious blood down the undead killing machine.

The T-103 drops to it's knees, and struggles to get back up. At that moment, HUNK strikes two green flares in each hand, and runs towards the tyrant. As the tyrant stumbles back up, HUNK shoves both lit flares down the back of the tyrant's trenchcoat, and starts to catch on fire. The T-103 staggers blindly down the hall, and lunges for nothing in front of it, andshatters out a window and hangs over the window ledge. As the Tyrant leans back up and begins to turn, HUNK jumps from a running dash and drop kicks the T-103, causing it to lose balance and fall out the 2nd story window of the RPD; a think blanket of smoke trailing down with the monster.

Umbrella Evac Chopper ...

"There it is! Green smoke! I got Green Smoke!" Echo-1 is first to notice, "but , that's coming up from the streets. No way he would have went all the way down there when he was just at the rooftop a few minutes ago."

Nighthawk quickly reponds, "Doesn't matter, circle arouns and prepare for landing. We'll be ready for any ..."

"On the rooftop! Another green flare!" Echo-1 shouts out again. "That's us! Yes! We're going home, sir!"

The chopper makes a safe landing, as HUNK steps on board. He slides the metal tubule casing, and passes it on to Nighthawk. Noone says anything. HUNK straps himself in the back of the chopper, and sets in silent. Alone with his thoughts and experience from the mission that has finally been accomplished.

Nighthawk switches radio frequencies, and simply says, "This is Nighthawk. The boyscout made it. I now have the 'G' ".

Nighthawk removes his com-radio headset, and relaxes, with the tubule in his hands, he coldly murmers under his breath, to himself, "Pase 2, is now complete."